Chapter 120 Reverse Tong Youxie repairs block the way
Chapter 120: Going against the path of the underworld (please subscribe!)
Swish——!
Amid the continuous curtain of wind and rain, the sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another.
Suddenly, a group of men in black jumped up from the lush grass and swamps in the sloping ground. The moment their energy appeared, they attacked and killed Chu Weiyang and his group.
In the distance, the shouts of killing still seemed hazy in the isolation of the wind and rain. The two groups of people had not yet come into contact with each other, and no one had actually died in the upcoming life-and-death battle. There was an evil and outdated sound.
The smell of blood was carried by the strong wind and hit his face.
Even though they have been stationed in Daocheng for about a month, it is the first time for many people to smell such a pungent smell, as if the fresh bloody smell on the top of the city has been hidden by Haosheng.
Fermentation, and then after fermentation, it is exposed to wind and rain, and finally becomes completely stale and spoiled.
As soon as the time came, some people in the crowd grinned at the smell, almost as if they wanted to faint.
But Chu Weiyang, who was walking at the forefront, was different. He had used the secret method of Tongyou to refine the souls of the old monsters of the Mo family on the Hundred Snake Archipelago, captured their long-lasting memories, and truly mastered the practice of the Blood Demon Dao.
and knowledge.
This unpleasant stench belongs to a very special type of monks in the blood evil path. The demon veins they originally refined were very inferior and mixed, and then refined them into the body during long-term practice.
As time went by, the demonic veins gradually faded away as time went by and the aura of the demonic veins remained.
This is not a common thing, it is a shortcoming unique to some blood evil methods.
Obviously because of the demon vein, he took a shortcut and stopped at a certain realm. But when he turned around, due to the depletion of the demon vein, the original advancement in cultivation and abundant energy and blood became a vain castle in the air.
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That fishy smell is a sign that in order to continuously maintain the original state, the methods belonging to the Blood Evil Path begin to reversely corrode one's own blood, internal organs, and bone marrow.
Unless, these people can get the demon veins refined again to stop this backlash, to teach them that their cultivation realm is real and true, and even with the refinement of higher-level demon veins, to teach their cultivation realms to be better.
further.
In just a flash of lightning, Chu Weiyang had already seen these people clearly.
This is a real desperado whose life hangs on a thread, a ferocious gangster who truly seeks the "demon" from his heart!
A fierce battle seems inevitable.
Gradually, the group of people rushed closer, at least, they could make people see the accurate figure in the hazy mist.
At the same time, Chu Weiyang's voice sounded, and in the hoarse voice, it was calm as usual, even empty.
"Meet the enemy! Kill the enemy! Kill——!"
When the words fell, Chu Weiyang took the first step without waiting for the cultivators to react.
In an instant, Chu Weiyang seemed to be stepping on splashing mud, and broke into the steaming world alone.
The robe was lifted up, and immediately after being stained with wet water vapor, it cut through the wind and rain curtains, making a heavy sound.
At first glance, Chu Weiyang's steps buckled and buckled, and his body seemed to be swaying. He stepped on the muddy water and walked out in a straight line.
This is Yu Bu's movement technique alone, but Yu Bu has never had such a fast body shape in the process of change.
When I looked carefully, in the splashing mud, with every step Chu Weiyang took, a blue light flashed across the soles of his feet, and as the bright light circled around, Chu Weiyang's figure became faster and faster.
, in the end, it seemed like overlapping phantoms were pulled out in the hazy mist.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths!
Suddenly, Chu Weiyang arrived in front of the leader of the Blood Demon Dao monk.
At a startling glance, that person seemed to be the leader of this group of desperadoes, and also seemed to be the person with the highest level of cultivation among them. He was soaring into the sky with Qi in his body. He seemed to be at the peak of the Qi refining stage, but maybe he was at the peak of the Qi refining stage.
Due to the depletion of demonic veins in the body, the level of cultivation is uncertain, and instead the Qi appears hazy in the mist.
But to get the upper hand, you need to be able to kill with one strike!
As soon as he thought of this, Chu Weiyang immediately changed his shape after taking a step down, and made a T-step. His feet were still stepping on the blue aura, but his body shape was no longer straight and fierce, and he exerted force on his waist and abdomen.
Drive the whole body to rotate.
Between the lightning and stone fire, there was almost a complete rain curtain. As the oil-paper umbrella was thrown out, it cut in all directions, and attracted water vapor from all around. Suddenly, a series of black arrows intertwined into a dense net, spinning around.
With the spiritual light, it coincides with the Nine Palaces, circulates the Eight Diagrams, and transforms Yin and Yang.
At the same time, the leader suddenly paused on the spot, because at the moment Chu Weiyang's figure whirled around, black arrows filled the sky and at the same time, Chu Weiyang's broad sleeves and robes lifted up.
, in that same startling glance, a bright yellow round alchemical mirror shone in the man's eyes.
It was just this startling glance, and the bright yellow mirror light could never dissipate.
It seems that it is the spiritual light hanging in the eye wave, and it seems that the aura contained within, the harmony and condensation on it, is the eye pupil itself.
As a result, the years were frozen, and that flash became extremely long as the mind and thoughts expanded infinitely.
Immediately afterwards, a laughter that was very different from Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice echoed. At first glance, it seemed to be mixed with the swirling wind and the coldness of some kind of friction between metal and stone.
Then, in the laughter, the hazy soul voice suddenly spoke eagerly, as if talking to someone close to him.
"Brother! According to what you said, practicing the Secret Art of Wedding Clothes and practicing the Secret Art of Connecting the Netherworld in reverse has already reversed the Qi movement in this beast's mind! From now on, Brother Teacher, you can do whatever you want!
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Then, Chu Weiyang's calm voice fell.
"Okay, Chao... Junior Brother, your true spirit is not stable. You need to cultivate it in the mirror first. The next thing will be left to Senior Brother!"
Immediately afterwards, the laughter became more cheerful and joyful.
"good!"
So, when the words fell, the invisible and formless energy that was originally shining in the mind suddenly condensed into the shape of a bright yellow round mirror, and then, the tadpole characters appeared on it, which was extremely intense at first.
Blurred, then overlapped each other, and then turned into a real dot.
The bright yellow color of the dot dispersed. When you look closely, it looks like a long passage has been opened in the deep and dark. And the other end of the passage that seems virtual and real seems to be dense and ghostly, as if it is an endless underworld.
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In a trance, the man was thinking like this. Immediately, immeasurable light emerged from that point, as if the sea of stars were hanging upside down, as if the Milky Way was pouring in.
In the next moment, every bit of it turned into a torrent of disturbing memories, rushing towards this person's mind.
In that memory, there are the scenes of the open sea day after day, year after year, including strong winds, huge waves, whirlpools, and turbulence, all ordinary and boring memories of the open sea.
In the torrent, there were bizarre scenes. There were people riding leopards and shouting, "Fellow Taoist, please stay." There were people standing in the air with thousands of swords hanging in the air and shouting, "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as cud dogs." There were people shouting at the top of their lungs. The alliance vows to "do not deceive young people into poverty"...
What's more, there were some frightening sentences written in each strange text, making it impossible for him to guess what the unsatisfactory high school grades were; the complete and clear pictures also made him shocked and surprised. Fear, there were red-haired and blue-eyed humanoid ghosts speaking strange words, and there were demons covered in purple who smiled ferociously and snapped their fingers...
Between shock and fear, until the endless torrent of memories intertwined together and turned into a vast ocean, pouring towards this person's mind. The originally swollen mind and thoughts were gradually absorbed by the torrent. The ocean is flooded.
He was clearly still alive and well, but the long and short changes in this moment made him unable to tell which memory was true or false, and which memory truly belonged to him.
Is he that young man, that leopard, or that long river spanning thirty years?
As a result, this flesh and blood body was transformed into a clay sculpture and stone sculpture in front of Chu Weiyang's eyes in the swaying mist and rain. It stood there motionless.
This time, no delicate operations are even required.
Black arrows shot through the air one after another. Suddenly, they pierced through the vital points of this person's body and all his life points!
At the pierced Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, a dim light followed the rotation of the black arrow and quietly disappeared into Chu Weiyang's sleeves.
The next moment, the man's corpse fell straight back, splashing a large amount of mud, and really exuded some fresh bloody smell.
As for this moment, even some of the evil cultivators of the Blood Fiend Path have not really come into contact with the monks who are guarding them. Chu Weiyang has already made the difference between life and death.
As a result, the oil-paper umbrella suddenly stopped in place and stopped moving. In the muddy Shura field where shouts of killing and the smell of blood were mixed everywhere, Chu Weiyang was half-bent, minding his own business, and stepped out of the bloody field. After rummaging through the evil cultivator's body several times, he picked up a Qiankun pouch, held it in his hand and weighed it without looking at it. He just put it into his arms and then turned around as if no one else was around and stood up with the others. The monks who had not moved inside were guarding the alchemist's side.
But the smell of blood, the air of walking in the mud as if no one else is there, the kind of onlooker and indifference originating from the heart, are more and more teaching Chu Weiyang's energy, the wind and rain in the sky, and the one in the wind and rain. Everyone seemed out of place.
After a long time, the fighting ended.
In the muddy ground all around, a little dark red halo of blood spreads out. When you look carefully, the corpses lying on the ground are all evil cultivators of the Blood Demon Path, but there are still several guarding monks lying here. .
It is common for people to be inferior in skills to others.
After the killing, Xu was so fierce in his shouting just now. At this moment, everyone was silent and looked at Chu Weiyang who was standing on the spot.
So, as the cultivators watched, Chu Weiyang took out the Qiankun Pouch from his arms, and his powerful magic power almost instantly refined the restrictions on it. Then when Chu Weiyang turned his hand over again, a bloody
The jade slip was held in his palm.
"The road is led by poor people, but they accidentally took a gamble on us. There must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise many people will die for it if we continue along the way!"